A second snowball crashed through the same window as before. "Sorry!" Called the older boy again. Sasha looked at the new hole. The force of the snowball had made it almost perfectly round. "Oh dear." He said. "I'll have to have Ford fix that later."

What's that on your head? That's no hat. Maybe you could tell your hat to shut up. Or at least ask me the right questions. - Boyd

Ness suddenly re-entered the story by walking into the cabin covered with a greenish texture and smelling suspiciously of bologna. "Don't." he said in a concise tone "Just don't." and then left to watch T.V. until that moment was completely suppressed.

I'm done putting links in my signature because every time I do it just links to some old crap I've long since stopped updating.

"Er..." Sasha looked down at Natasha. "Thank you dear, it's nice to see you too. And Ness, you'd better wash off before you sit down." He slipped his sunglasses back on and surveyed the children. "My, so many of you are staying for the winter. It's good to see you're all so dedicated to your training."

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"Owwww..."

"Quit whining, he only threw you against a tree."

"But it as a big tree..." Phil rubbed his head. "Besides, I didn't mean to break the windows. It was totally an accident."

Dmitri rolled a snowball in his hands and looked at his friend, his long black bangs hanging over his percular red eyes. "You coulda fought back. You coulda taken him, I know it."

"Yeah... I guess..." Phil picked a chunk of bark out of his hair.

ooc: Not sure just what Lopez did to these guys, so this is my best guess.

What's that on your head? That's no hat. Maybe you could tell your hat to shut up. Or at least ask me the right questions. - Boyd